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“Andrea,” he whispered, voice breaking. “I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t know how.” The man in the bed turned toward me, and in that instant, recognition struck like lightning. It was my estranged father — the man I hadn’t seen since I was a child, the man Shawn had spent months secretly searching for.
Shawn explained everything in halting sentences, his words heavy with emotion. He had found my father after years of searching, only to learn that he was gravely ill and alone. Knowing how much I carried the pain of abandonment, Shawn wanted to give me something far greater than any wrapped gift — the chance for answers, forgiveness, and peace.
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